Su Shao's smile is very charming

Su Qingcheng held Lan Jingyi's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and greeted the heartfelt congratulations from all those who participated in the game!

"Now," Gu Ning raised her eyebrows excitedly as if she had won the final victory, "Mr. Su, Mrs. Su, you can each choose a person present and put forward your request. The selected person, please follow the rules of the game." , be sure to do as required.”

"Ladies first." Su Qingcheng signaled Lan Jingyi to make the request first, her doting eyes enveloped Lan Jingyi's whole body.

Glancing at Fu Fengyun and Fu Yuling who were being helped to the guest room by the security guards, as well as Shen Chu and He Mi who were not far away, Lan Jingyi hesitated for a moment, but turned her gaze back to Gu Ning, who was holding a microphone with a look of excitement on her face. eyebrow.

"Young Master Gu," Lan Jingyi's gaze made Gu Ningmei feel ominous, "I choose you, is that okay?"

Gu Ningmei paused, and responded: "Of course, of course, this is the rules of the game. Although, today is my young master's birthday, I can't break the rules of the game at will! What's more, it's you, Xiao Lanlan!"

Lan Jingyi received a positive answer, raised the corners of her mouth happily, and couldn't wait to ask the question she had held back for a long time: "Young Master Gu, you only need to answer one question for me. Maybe your true destiny is the lobby manager? "

Everyone was startled by Lan Jingyi's question, including Su Qingcheng who had also met the lobby manager.Although the manager is taking care of the unconscious Fu Fengyun and Fu Yuling in the guest room, Su Qingcheng just saw the middle-aged lobby manager wearing a royal blue uniform for the hotel, calmly arranging the big and small things of the party, and Gu Ningmei. The goddess in the mouth is really like seven or eight.

His kitty is very imaginative.Su Qingcheng looked at Lan Jingyi's delicate profile with admiration.

It turns out that Gu Ningmei, a dignified political young master, likes this type of young woman!The guests were all whispering at this moment, discussing Gu Ningmei's wonderful taste.

"Okay, can I change the question?" Gu Ningmei was about to get into the crack of the ground in embarrassment.He felt very regretful. He made such an opening remark in order to anger Su Qingcheng. Who would have thought that he would end up digging a big hole for himself.

"Okay!" Lan Jingyi kindly changed the question, "Then Gu Shao, please answer me. My husband, what gift did I give you?"

Gu Ning's eyebrows were sweating again.On the contrary, it was Su Qingcheng who was beside Lan Jingyi, because the rare title Lan Jingyi used made him very happy and unable to hold himself back. "Sir" was what wives called their husbands during the Republic of China. Su Qingcheng couldn't help but slow down his heartbeat when his kitten said it so sweetly.

Gu Ningmei knew that he could no longer evade this question, otherwise the creator of the game would have broken the rules of the game and would be laughed at by everyone. Where would he put his honor on the Gu family?
"Yes." Gu Ning plucked up the courage to speak, "Mr. Su sent someone to deliver a toad to my house yesterday.

After solving the mystery, Lan Jingyi couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You're so stingy!"

Not only Lan Jingyi, but the rest of the guests were startled by Gu Ningmei's words. As the richest man in S City, how could Young Master Su be so stingy that he only gave Young Master Gu a toad!It's too stingy.

"Young Master Gu, did you forget to describe the material of that toad?" Su Qingcheng said quietly, casting a warning gaze on Gu Ningmei's eyes.It doesn't matter to others, but you can't lose face in front of your wife.Su Qingcheng heard Lan Jingyi's words clearly.

"Yes, it's made of pure gold." Gu Ningmei only felt that her kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs. He worked so hard for Susu and Xiao Lanlan, but in turn was bullied by their husband and wife together.

Only then did Lan Jingyi suddenly realize, and looked sweetly at Su Qingcheng who was exuding a halo because of spending a lot of money.

Next, it was Su Qingcheng's turn to choose one person to make a request.

Noticing that Su Qingcheng was firmly locked on to her eyes, the ominous premonition in Gu Ning's brow became more and more intense.

"Young Master Gu," Sure enough, Su Qingcheng smiled at Gu Ning's eyebrows and said, "Just like my wife, I also choose you."

Gu Ningmei desperately wanted to escape from the Guanlong Hotel, and never wanted to celebrate her birthday again.

"Young Master Gu, do you like to eat swan meat?"

The glamorous 28th birthday party of Gu Ningmei, the political young master, finally ended with the absolute protagonist Gu Ningmei suddenly fainting and being sent to the King's Hospital, announcing the end.

It wasn't until later, when Lan Jingyi asked the third brother about the specific appearance of this pure gold toad, that the third brother suddenly realized why his boss was so angry.

He always thought that the boss was so angry because he hated frogs.

After the banquet was over, Shen Chu drove He Mi home.In the silver-gray Cadillac, Shen Chu suddenly said loudly with some regret: "Oh, why didn't I think of it just now?".

"What?" He Mi was still immersed in the scene where Su Qingcheng was stroking her waist and dancing, a little absent-minded.

"When we were playing the game just now," Shen Chu continued, "the two of us would win if we kissed, so Dr. He, wouldn't you be able to ask Young Master Su to divorce Lan Jingyi and marry you? "

"Doctor Shen, I'm not in the mood to joke with you right now." He Mi said lazily, not noticing the seriousness in Shen Chu's eyes, still self-consciously recalling every moment of dancing with Su Qingcheng just now.

The night was still long, and it was just ten o'clock in the evening when the Bugatti Veyron arrived at Xishan Villa.

"Gollum!"

A strange sound came from her stomach, Lan Jingyi was embarrassed, her cheeks turned rosy instantly, she looked like a red apple that was about to ripen, which made Su Qingcheng, who was shutting down the engine, really want to take a bite.

"I didn't eat anything, that's why I—" Lan Jingyi explained in a mosquito-like voice.

"What do you want to eat?" Considering that his wife's stomach is more important, Su Qingcheng decided to let the full kitten to feed herself later.

"I want to eat spicy chicken!" Lan Jingyi's eyes flickered when the pepper was mentioned.

"Oh, I forgot to mention," Su Qingcheng said as if he just remembered something, "I can only make sour soup noodles."

Seeing the tall figure moving busily in the kitchen, Lan Jingyi stopped slandering Su Qingcheng.Sour noodle soup, sour noodle soup!It's unbelievable that Young Master Su can cook.What's more, Lan Jingyi is almost fascinated by the way he cooks seriously.

After hesitating for a long time, Lan Jingyi still asked in a low voice: "Su Qingcheng, why do you make sour noodle soup? I thought—"

"Think that a rich young master like me will definitely keep his fingers out of the water? Do you think I can even open my mouth to let others feed me?"

Su Qingcheng didn't look back, and his tone was indifferent, which made Lan Jingyi, who couldn't see his expression, a little nervous.Tonight, the cold war between her and Su Qingcheng had barely thawed, and the relationship had eased a little. If I asked just now, what if Su Qingcheng was angered again... Lan Jingyi was so annoyed that she wanted to bite off her disobedient tongue.

"No, Su Qingcheng, that's not the case. I'm just curious. Don't be angry, okay? I—" Lan Jingyi explained in every possible way.

"Say 'husband', and I won't be angry."

A joking voice sounded, and Lan Jingyi looked in Su Qingcheng's direction with slightly red and swollen eye sockets due to anxiety, and found that the latter was smiling dotingly, without any sign of getting angry.

"Good boy! Call 'husband'." Su Qingcheng was still sparing no effort in molesting his kitten.

Just when Lan Jingyi was hesitating whether to ask for it, Su Qingcheng had already cooked the sour noodle soup, made a bowl of it herself, and brought it to Lan Jingyi.The tangy aroma whetted the appetite of the hungry Lan Jingyi, and immediately picked up the chopsticks, ignoring the heat from the pot and her eating appearance, and devoured the noodles in big mouthfuls.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it." Su Qingcheng's big hand landed on Lan Jingyi's slightly messy hair, and gently flicked the mischievous strands behind her small ears.

The gentle tone was still in her ears, and Lan Jingyi felt that she was really becoming more and more like a cat being fed by its owner.

"I know how to make sour noodle soup, it's all because of my grandma."

Lan Jingyi unconsciously slowed down the speed of eating noodles, looked at Su Qingcheng's perfect side face immersed in the past, and listened to him explain why he knew how to cook.

"When I was young, my father was always very busy, busy with work and entertainment, and it was a miracle to come back once a week. Every time I came back, seeing my mother in tears, I was even more angry and less likely to go home. My mother almost Crying every day, the originally delicate skin gradually cracked and wrinkled, and she was no longer young. She didn’t care about me at all, and often locked herself in the bedroom, and only let the servants take care of my daily life. I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't have a chance to speak, I just resented my father, who made my mother like this."

"Later, my grandma lived at home. She always cooked delicious food for me in different ways. Although there were no expensive ingredients, she always gave me a sense of happiness, the happiness of being cared for by my family. My mother gave me My first life, but my grandmother gave me my first complete childhood."

The corners of Su Qingcheng's eyes were slightly moist: "Grandma often cooks sour soup noodles for me, and I like sour soup noodles the most. Later, when I was going to study abroad, my grandma was worried that I was not used to foreign bread and steak, so she taught me I make sour noodle soup so that when I feel homesick, I can cook it by myself, just like returning home. She also told me that when I meet a girl I like in the future, I must cook sour noodle soup for her. Guaranteed to give birth to a white and fat son."

Lan Jingyi, who had already burst into tears, blushed when she heard this, and could only change the subject: "Then where is grandma now? Let's visit her when we have a chance, so let's do our filial piety!"

"There is no chance." Su Qingcheng shook her head, "My grandma passed away in the second month after I went abroad."